We left Arambol in a hurry, due to over sleeping and getting woken up by the apartment owner banging on our door. We hadn't even packed, and had to rush around like headless chickens with bad headach hangovers. Ouchh. We got a taxi to Baga beach. Our rough guide book, clearly states not to go here, as its more of an Indian tourist destination. But we wanted to try and meet up with Rob, the paramedic from the flight, so went anyway. Big mistake. The place was dirty, the men letchy and the constant harassment on the beach by pushy jewlry sellers was soo anoying. At first I thought it was cool to sit with a bunch of Indian girls, find out about their culture and repressed traditions, like being married off age 15. Can you
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